Sunday morning. While riding out from your lane, you almost bump into - A Camel. A huge big tall camel, it's head way above you.
A camel loping into your lane with long camel strides, along with camel boy. After you recover from the surprise, you turn the bike back and watch what happens.
Camel stops in front of our apartment block.
Child runs out from the ground floor apartment.
His mommy and aunt run down behind him.
The camel boy invites the child to climb on camel.
Mummy lifts the child on to camel back.
And camel moves down the dead-end street.
All this within a matter of a few seconds.
Like it was all planned.
Or like it was a regular Sunday 11.A.M neighbourhood ritual, which you were unaware of until then.
Wonders never cease. You like it that way.
Camel stops in front of our apartment block.
Child runs out from the ground floor apartment.
His mommy and aunt run down behind him.
The camel boy invites the child to climb on camel.
Mummy lifts the child on to camel back.
And camel moves down the dead-end street.
All this within a matter of a few seconds.
Like it was all planned.
Or like it was a regular Sunday 11.A.M neighbourhood ritual, which you were unaware of until then.
Wonders never cease. You like it that way.
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